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After finishing their meal, everyone headed toward their next specialization class.
Since Ash and Lith had both chosen Forgemastery as one of their specializations, they traveled there together.
The two of them flew at full speed across the academy grounds. Upon arriving, they discovered that the lesson would not be held in a classroom but inside the Forgemastering Training Hall, located right beside the Alchemist Training Hall.
When Ash and Lith landed, both doors were still closed, and many students were already waiting outside. Small groups had formed as students mingled and introduced themselves to one another.
A few minutes later, the professor arrived.
The doors opened, and everyone quickly entered before taking their seats.
"Hello, boys and girls. My name is Professor Lyca Wanemyre, and I will be your instructor on the path toward becoming Forgemasters."
Her voice was calm yet carried easily throughout the hall.
"My class will be different from all the others you attend because Forgemastering is different from any kind of magic you have learned so far. Today, you have taken your first step into the Seventh Department of the White Griffon Academy—the Crafting Department."
Professor Wanemyre was a woman in her early thirties, standing about 1.65 meters tall. Her long black hair, streaked with shades of red, was tied into an elegant chignon.
She wore skin-tight working gloves that highlighted her long and nimble fingers.
Unlike most professors, she wasn't wearing her academy robe. As a result, her soft and well-developed figure was impossible to miss. Combined with her heart-shaped face and natural beauty, she attracted plenty of attention despite wearing no makeup.
Her demeanor was also very different from Nalear's.
Where Nalear was flashy and energetic, Wanemyre was calm, composed, and carried herself with the confidence of a mature professional.
Ash and Lith could easily understand why many of their male classmates were staring at her with dumbfounded expressions.
Several students looked as though they had completely forgotten how to blink.
Fortunately, Wanemyre paid them no attention.
She was used to such reactions from teenage students.
"So many mages are obsessed with elemental magic that they never bother teaching the crafting arts to their disciples."
She smiled slightly.
"For that reason, I applaud all of you for choosing a specialization that is often overlooked and underestimated instead of joining the crowd that wants to blow things up with fire and lightning."
Several students chuckled.
"Contrary to what you may have heard, Forgemastering does not require a forge, a hammer, or even crafting materials."
That statement immediately caught everyone's attention.
"Certainly, magical ingredients such as mana crystals, monster cores, magical beast parts, and rare materials can improve the final product, but that is a subject for another lesson."
She raised a finger.
"For now, let's start with the basics. How many of you went ahead and read the introductory material on Forgemastering?"
The question was mostly rhetorical.
The books had only been distributed the previous day, and between classes and self-study assignments, she wasn't expecting many positive responses.
To her surprise, three hands rose.
Ash's.
Lith's.
And that of a fifteen-year-old red-haired boy.
Wanemyre raised an eyebrow.
"The early bird gets the worm. Good."
She pointed at the red-haired student.
"Describe to the class how a generic Forgemastering spell works."
The boy immediately regretted raising his hand.
"Uhhh... well... first you need to draw a circle and... uh..."
He stumbled over his words.
In truth, he had only skimmed the first few pages and raised his hand in hopes of making a good impression on the professor. He had never expected to be called upon.
Wanemyre shook her head.
"So typical of teenagers," she thought. "Always trying to impress first and think later."
At least only one of the volunteers turned out to be bluffing.
Her gaze shifted toward Ash and Lith.
"You two seem more confident. Why don't you answer together?"
Ash and Lith exchanged a glance.
Ash gestured for Lith to start.
Lith nodded and replied immediately.
"A Forgemastering spell works by creating a magical blueprint inside a spell circle. Mana is then used to shape, compress, and stabilize the desired effect according to that blueprint."
Ash continued without missing a beat.
"The spell circle acts as both a framework and a control mechanism. The more complex the item being created, the more detailed and precise the blueprint must be. Even small mistakes can reduce the quality of the final product or cause the spell to fail entirely."
The classroom became silent.
Several students looked surprised.
Even Wanemyre's eyes brightened slightly.
It was obvious that neither of them had merely skimmed the book.
They had actually studied it.
"Excellent," she said with an approving nod.
"It seems we have at least two students who understand that reading the material before class is not a punishment."
Wanemyre whistled in surprise and approval.
"Very well said. By the way, where is your book?"
"It's all in here." Lith replied, tapping his temple with his index finger.
"No way I'm taking it out," he thought. "Until it's completely memorized, I can quote it word for word."
"Really?" The professor raised an eyebrow in disbelief.
"Then would you mind drawing the Dimensional Amulet spell circle for the class? Page twenty-two, diagram four."
While everyone else hurriedly flipped through their books searching for the diagram, Lith calmly walked toward the front of the classroom.
Wanemyre pointed toward a flask filled with a pungent-smelling liquid resting on a nearby table.
Lith nodded.
Beside him, Ash simply watched with interest. He had also studied the material, but his focus had been divided among many other subjects. He was curious to see just how far Lith's memory could go.
The room gradually fell silent.
Using water magic, Lith lifted several drops of the liquid into the air and carefully guided them onto the perfectly smooth white stone table between himself and the professor.
The external and internal circles took shape simultaneously.
One droplet moved clockwise while the other moved counterclockwise.
The innermost circle had a radius of ten centimeters, while the outer circle measured fifteen centimeters, leaving a five-centimeter gap between them for the runes.